The Roxena Prison of Love
Chapter 26 Another Feeling?

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"Face Prof. Gerald looks bad. Is he in trouble?"

"The aura is very bleak. His mood is so bad. I'm afraid to work with Prof. Gerald today."

"Syutts! Don't gossip. Eye of Prof. Gerald's been so terrible."

Whispers talking about Gerald's mood were heard from various corners of the boardroom of the cardiovascular surgery department. Everyone who came into contact with Gerald was horrified and the interlocutor did not dare to look at Gerald directly.

Gerald's mood was very bad. Really bad. The hot night he had missed along with Roxena, greatly burned his heart. Gerald felt very humiliated. Being in a relationship without love, she really doesn't like it. Moreover, there is an element of coercion in the form of aphrodisiac administration.

Ah, if I don't use an aphrodisiac, then I'll get in touch with a human-shaped statue. Besides, you enjoyed it, didn't you? Your sigh was so hard last night. And I've sent a little to your account.

Oh!!

The pen that Gerald was holding broke. Surprised the meeting participants this morning. Highlight Gerald's eyes were extremely cold with his heart growing hotter. Not just physically, Gerald feels his pride is very, very insulted by the money transferred by Roxane. He sold his body. But, beyond all that, Gerald hated himself more than he could control himself.

"Prof. Gerald, are you okay? Your face is very red. Do you have a fever?"ask the Head of Department, worried as well as afraid.

Gerald jerked slowly. He spreads the view. Everyone looked at him with different expressions. Worry, fear, and tension.

"If you're not feeling well, you can take a day off today. In any case, your health is more important" the Head of Department added.

"Are there any serious cases I'm going to deal with?"ask Gerald back, don't answer the Department Head's questions.

"According to the data, at 14:00 you will perform lung transplant surgery for patients with Emphysema. The patient's condition did not improve and decided to have a lung transplant" explained the doctor who made the presentation today.

"Lung transplant, huh?" Gerald murmured. This is one of the most difficult and high-risk types of surgery. And all the doctors here, entrusted the operation to Gerald.

Gerald sighed slowly. "alright. Just prepare what is needed. I'm going back to the room" said Gerald, standing up from his chair and then walking away.

"Looks Prof. Gerald did have a problem" said the Head of Department, sighing.

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"The face of the President today looks so radiant. It seems like his mood is very good today."

"really. During my time working here, this was the first time I saw another expression from the President. May it stay like this."

"It seems the President is satisfied with his marriage."

"Hahaha, apparently. The president has met his handler."

Similar remarks were heard from across the Lawrence Group office. Watching Roxane's wide smile that was not creepy, they were stunned and guessed what the reason was. And, only one qualifies for it, happy with her marriage.

Erin smiled faintly hearing all that. It looks different today. Winning the Gerald, albeit underhandedly, is more fun than winning big project tenders. Even when he was president, he showed no change in expression.

"Erin, her flushed face was really good to look at and tease. He, just hard outside. Inside is so shy. It hasn't really changed." Roxane laughed while propped up by his chin.

"And even funnier. He was surprised because I was still holy. His shocked face really satisfied me. I'm satisfied! Very satisfied!"

Erin nodded slowly. "May you soon have an heir, Miss," said Erin, bowing slowly.

Erin's words, making Roxane stunned, then rubbed her stomach.

My first child was his? Am I not going to meet my Little Prince again? Won't see him again?

Wh why?

I'm not too sad for that? Have my feelings for me faded? And Gerald, why do I feel feelings for her not only hate?

Nah! It can't be like this, Roxane. You hate him, he ruined your life, your family, your love! How could you have any other feelings for her? My life all this time, I survived until this second was for revenge. Reply to all your pain for what he did!!

However,

"Eryn."

"Yes, Miss!"

Erin did not answer.

The painting?

"The name is-"

Roxane paused his words. His forehead was cringing inside. He forgot the name of the person he was looking for.

My name has not changed. Gerald's name is too. His name has not changed either.

"Regis."

The regis? Strange name, Erin thought to herself.

"Good, Miss."

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In the afternoon, Roxane's work was still unfinished. There was a tender that Roxane had been aiming for. The election will be held in two weeks.

Erin went back into Roxane's room. He had just received a phone call and immediately reported to Roxane.

"Miss, Benjamin has died completely and is on delivery to Lawrence's residence. It will probably arrive in about 1 hour. Then the kingdom has issued news about Edwardo's death. It is said that Edwardo died of a severe illness."

Roxane turned his face away from the laptop screen. Then grab his phone and disable it. "Tell him I'm busy. Take care of the funeral right away!"

"Good, Miss." Erin understood Roxane's intentions.

"Then, Miss. Don't forget to auction tonight. According to the news, there's gonna be good stuff tonight, miss."

"The blue ocean chute."

"Yes, Miss?" Erin jerks. He lost quickly to the Lords.

"Get it!"

"Well, Miss!" Erin excited. This is Roxane's first time going to an auction and wanting something. Normally, Roxena comes to play.

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"Come to the hospital first, Erin."

"Good, Miss."

Erin obedient. He was driving at speed to Lawrence Hospital. While behind, Roxena directed her gaze out the window. See the beauty of the city at night again. More skyscrapers, vehicle headlights, and streetlights, seem to mix together to form the perfect composition.

Arriving at the hospital, Roxane headed straight for Gerald's room. The owner of the room was not there. Roxane waited sitting in Gerald's chair. Rotate once and look closely at whatever is on the workbench. Computers, calendars, books, miniatures, like a doctor's desk in general.

"Lung transplant? How long have I lived? Even the times have changed."

Roxane smiled wryly.

"Something seems lacking." Mumbled. Think about what is lacking.

"The bride's painting." Roxena smiled.

"I have to schedule it!"

"What are you doing here, crazy lady!!" Roxane's smile grew louder and louder at the sound.

"Waiting for you, what else?"

"Go!"

"I need energy." Roxane. Walking closer to Gerald who was firmly in place. Highlighting his eyes, there was no change in looking at Roxane coldly and hatefully.

"Aren't you satisfied with insulting me?!"

Gerald yelled. "You crazy woman! What do you want-"

Again. Happened again. Roxane silenced Gerald seriously. Gerald tried to push. However, it was only a hand attached to Roxane's shoulder.

What the hell happened to me? Why can't I push him? What's wrong with my heart?

"Who insulted you? I'm just asking for my rights. And until when, maybe as long as you're my husband or until I'm sick of you. Ah, thanks for the kiss. I'm getting excited to play."

And at will, Roxane leaves Gerald's room. Leaving this frozen man.

What memory is this?